The murderer who can't be caught is writing nonsense
First of all, I apologize to all of you, I really don't have any inspiration for this Mass, so I'm going to improvise something.
I don't have a score in my heart about what to say, so you have the right to complain to me.
In the bright room, a young man woke up from a large bed.
He first looked up at the room, and on the left, as usual, was a large white object made of a bookcase and a wardrobe.
This large object is a bookcase on the left and a wardrobe on the right, and there are no books on the bookcase, only some books related to architecture and auto repair.
Most of the empty bookcases have not been stained with a single trace of dust, which shows that the young man who wakes up from his bed loves to be clean.
The bookcase is not just about books, the bottom of the bookcase is about two feet above the ground, and a white and thick desk is extended outward.
The desk was clean and unstained, but strangely enough, the first thing the young man did when he got up was not to clean up his bedding.
Instead, he casually threw the futon on the bed into a corner, and then put on his clothes in front of a marble staircase not far from the end of the bed.
Then we had the opportunity to take a closer look at the young man, who had a pair of bushy eyebrows and frizzy-looking hair.
His hair wasn't that good, and it looked like a pile of dry straw in the morning sun.
But he didn't care, he just put a blue and yellow 7-up co-branded T sleeve on his body, and a pair of black loose sweatpants on the lower body.
This kind of combination looks a bit nondescript, but the young man is only active in this one room, and no outsiders can see him.
Pulling the picture to the young man's face, he has a pair of phoenix-like eyes, and a straight and broad nose.
His former classmates would affectionately call him Mr. Elephant when they saw him, because his nose seemed to be very honest and cute.
Let's just call him Mr. Elephant, Mr. Elephant's lips are very rare wide and symmetrical bowed lips, and those previous facial features with his heart-shaped face make him a bit like an ancient imperial examination scholar.
If it weren't for the thick roots of his beard around his cheeks and lips, he would have looked even weaker, and the thick roots of his beard seemed a little out of tune.
In fact, it is not only around the cheeks and lips, but even Mr. Elephant's bare arms are thick and covered with body hair.
Looking at Mr. Elephant's whole body, it is also like this arm, although he is only about 175 tall, he looks very strong.
In particular, his shoulders and back were almost a full circle or two larger than those of ordinary people, and when we looked at Mr. Elephant, he had already walked onto the platform at the end of the bed.
The light in this room came from a large window in front of the platform where Mr. Elephant was stepping on, and it looked very solid.
Even a stout man like Mr. Elephant didn't react much when he approached it, and the fact that it didn't tremble is the best proof of that.
Through this window, Mr. Elephant finally noticed something different, what is it?
If you look straight down from the window, you will see rows of coconut trees standing on the side of the road, and if you look ahead, you will see one
An empty road, and beyond the road is a huge square.
There is also a simple pavilion made of red tiles and black pillars next to the guardrail of the square, and chairs are placed in three directions in the pavilion for passers-by to sit and rest, and then go outside the guardrail but only see a white river.
According to common sense, there should be a lot of vehicles on the road in the city where Mr. Elephant is located at the moment, but it is also because Mr. Elephant woke up early enough, so the city is surprisingly quiet.
He looked at the empty city quietly, what was on the other side of the river, and Mr. Elephant was very interested in it.
It is somewhat inexplicable that Mr. Elephant, as a local, has never been to the other side of the river.
However, there will always be a saying behind the unreasonableness, it turns out that the other side of the river is connected by a small bridge, and as long as someone goes back, then it will never come back.
Mr. Elephant's family warned him more than once of the danger on the shore, telling him not to go there.
But Mr. Elephant was even more hopeful about the other side, and he longed to know what the other side was.
He didn't seem to be afraid of this emotion by nature, and when he stood on the high platform, his whole body became more and more excited, and even his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
He then jumped again from the high platform to the ground, which was made of dark yellow wooden floors.
Okay, that's the end of the story, it seems that I really don't have any ideas today.
The main reason is probably that I have been a little tired recently, and I have thought about it for a while that staying up late is indeed not a good habit, and I will sleep well from today.
This is the only way to bring better works to everyone, and I don't know what the old guys who have been subscribing to my works think about it.
Anyway, every time I look at my own work, I can barely read it, but only this point, I don't think my book is attractive.
I'm actually quite distressed about this, at first I was even a person who didn't even know how to describe the sections and scenes, but with the help of some seniors, I finally got on the right path.
Although I still haven't made much of a name for myself in writing books, I've made some progress compared to myself a few months ago.
Sometimes I am very happy with these small improvements, but sometimes when I see other people's wonderful works, especially when I read other people's books, I will turn around and feel ashamed of my complacency.
I have only experienced this complex emotion when I was working out, and fitness is a thing that requires patience and understanding.
Actually, my understanding is not very good, and I am still a little lazy, because I haven't had a good rest in the last few days, and I am lazy and didn't go to training today.
But you know, sometimes when I move my joints after drinking the tonic and look at myself in the mirror, I think I'm practicing well.
Yes, fitness has made me find a rare confidence, but once I go to the gym and see those sweaty gods and some famous athletes, I feel so lazy compared to them.
At this time, when I look in the mirror again, I feel that I am so ugly and my figure is very mediocre.
I haven't finished telling Mr. Elephant's story, but it's a mediocre story.
Maybe each of us is a mediocre Mr. Elephant or Miss Elephant, and we will be like me on a dull day
Little things to rejoice.
However, this joy will disappear when you see someone who is far superior to you in a certain field, and then the whole person will begin to feel inferior and begin to constantly deny yourself.
Actually, rejoicing is fine, but if there is no process of self-denial, then the person will fall into complacency.
Don't you see that Guan Erye defeated Maicheng after he did the feat of flooding the Seventh Army? As the saying goes, arrogant soldiers will be defeated.
In fact, everyone is an army, and it is normal to have a victory or defeat in life.
It's okay to cheer for yourself and cheer yourself up, but it's not good if you take advantage of this momentum and feel invincible in the universe.
Because in the state of conceit and pride, it is very likely that a person will fail, and on the contrary, if he falls into failure, he will only be depressed and inferior.
What do you say? People live in the world is not to fight for such a breath, women will not say, if a man is depressed all day long, who can you say?
Failure is used to make you reflect on your own problems, but it is not for you to constantly self-denial, self-denial and self-doubt will only drive people to the brink of collapse.
I often say this to myself, because I am not doing well on my own, and I am really bad at managing my mentality.
At the same time, I hope to share this insight of my life with readers and friends who have been reading my books.
I hope that you can continue to summarize and reflect on the battlefield of life, continue to forge ahead, and finally complete your ideals and reach the height that you dreamed of when you were a child.
Although many people have given up their dreams due to reality, how do you know if you don't try this thing, since there is always a winner or loser, then you have the right to fight.
Do what you want to do while you are still young, success is naturally the best result, and failure will not be regretted.
If you really don't have a chance with your dreams in this life, at least your journey of chasing your dreams can also become a conversation with your family and friends, and you can also attract the admiration of others.
Most of the people in the world are as mediocre as you and me, and their courage has long been worn out in the context of today's times.
I don't think it's a good idea, like I'm going to write a whole book for me.
Before, due to the busy academic schedule, I never had the opportunity to pursue and achieve it, but now I can write when I have time.
Although there are different problems along the way, my peers who are like me should be able to enjoy writing.
I didn't write because someone forced me to write with a knife on my neck, but I chose this path by myself.
If things like interests are forced by others, it will be boring.
Life is very ordinary, and everyone is very mediocre, but between this blandness and mediocrity, you can always find a little happiness in a certain moment.
It's like chasing a dream, it's like gaining love, a career, or a friendly relationship between family members.
I believe that the people who read my books are people with clear hearts, so that's all I have to say today.
I just hope that this little grumble I post will be seen, and it would be better if anyone saw something interesting from my grumble.
Well, it's time to say goodnight to all of you at Mass, and everyone should get into the habit of going to bed early and waking up early.